Here it is - the end! Thank you all for sticking with this story. As always, everything but the plot belongs to JK Rowling

Epilogue

7 years later

"Fuck!" Draco Malfoy groaned as he thrust into his wife.

"Draco!" his wife whispered, "Be quiet, you'll wake up Cassie!"

"She is the one who wanted a little brother or sister," he chuckled quietly, before sucking on Hermione's neck and punctuating his sentence with another hard thrust."

"Just shut up and fuck me!" Hermione whispered, grabbing his tight arse and pushing him deeper into her.

"Oh shit Hermione," he whispered, "Still so fucking tight, and so wet for me, gods."

Her only response was a stifled moan, as she tried to keep quiet, willing their 4 year old to continue her deep slumber in the room next door.

"You feel so good love, are you going to come for me?" He whispered, snaking his hand between their sweaty bodies to rub her clit in the small circles that always sent her over the edge.

"Yes, so bloody close!" she whined.

Draco pinched her clit at the same time as he thrust particularly hard into her fluttering pussy, and she fell over the edge. He could feel her walls squeezing around his cock, willing him to follow her.

"Yes, fuck, I'm coming," Draco whispered, feeling his wife's pussy milk him until he was spent.

When they had both come down from their high, Draco moved off his beautiful wife, and lay quietly, stroking her wild hair.

"Do you think we're really ready for another one?" Hermione whispered softly to him.

"We weren't ready for Cass, and look how perfect she is."

"You're right, I'm just overthinking things."

"You think?" Draco chuckled. "You aren't even pregnant yet, and you're already freaking out. Based on experience, I know you will only get more nervous with all those crazy pregnancy hormones. Luckily they also come with hot pregnancy sex," he smirked.

"It's been an eventful few years, hasn't it?" Hermione mused quietly in his ear.

"It certainly has, love." He said, quietly kissing her collarbone.

"I'm going to take a quick shower before bed, if you fall asleep before I'm out, I love you and sleep tight." she kissed his cheek and headed towards the bathroom.

Draco mused about how crazy his life had really become since Hermione had come back into it.

She had taken office two months after the election, and immediately appointed him as her under-secretary. A few members of the Wizengamot had voted against his appointment, saying it was a conflict of interest, and shaming his former death eater status. Thankfully, he and Hermione were able to prove that he was the best, and the most qualified, person for the job.

They were now in their sixth year of marriage, and Hermione was in her second term as minister. He had stayed on as her second in command, until four years ago when Cassie was born. That was when he decided that staying at home with his daughter was what he really wanted to do.

He had come back into Hermione's life because he wanted to do something worthwhile. He really had gotten exactly what he wanted.